On 11 December, 2013, the only Julia that I had ever known walked out the door forever. It’s only natural of course, with a diagnosis of terminal cancer, your innocence is ripped from you with such brutality, you… Read More

The very first post (entitled “no one here gets out alive”) was on the subject of me joining the palliative care program. It was more than two years ago and I was at chemo, talking to them about… Read More

On the afternoon after I had had my morning talk with palliative care, about giving up any active treatment, I had a visit from the liver team. They told me they had just had a big discussion with… Read More

Well, it’s been a long time folks, and it’s difficult to know where to start. Where was I? Just going in for a simple stent to unblock my bile duct, and back into treatment and life, wasn’t it?… Read More